My boat's engine was due for a service this year.
Time really flies, except when it doesn't.
The images were indelible for Denver fans or anyone watching on TV as Tebowmania swept the nation.
As the water temperatures continue to rise, local fishing is only going to continue to get better.
When the NCAA Mens Basketball National Tournament officially begins this morning, not everybody in America will be caring about their brackets. Sure, the majority of the country will care one way or another if that No.1 seed advances to the next round, but whether or not that No. 1 seed covers the point spread is where the legitimate concerns rest.
After several years of seemingly constant upheaval, the local racing landscape is relatively unchanged from last season.
SANTA RITA, GUAM - I grew up on an island, so I am familiar with island fever.
To paraphrase Robert Frost; "Something there is that doesn't love a calf" specifically wolves, coyotes, mountain lions, and bears, just to name a few. Actually if you stop and think about it, the above predators actually do love calves: for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Unfortunately that fondness for beef causes many a headache for cattlemen. Predators are but one of the many obstacles that are faced daily by cattlemen
The thump-thump of helicopter blades announced Peyton Manning's arrival in Denver, prompting some curious fans to head over to team headquarters to see if they could catch a glimpse of the quarterback cast off by the Colts just a few days before.
As the weather has been improving, I'm sure a lot of anglers looking forward to going fishing. A majority of those anglers will most likely be fishing from the bank.
Sometimes I look out my living room window into the almond-bearing trees and wonder what the heck happened.
This Friday the is the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation dinner in Ripon. If you have never been to one of the many outdoor fund raising events of this nature, I highly recommend it.
The closer we get to April, the more I am reminded of my biggest catch back in 2002.
I've been known to be indecisive.
Did you ever have a day fishing when everything went absolutely perfect? Those are the days that keep us going back out on the streams, ponds, and fields for decades to follow.,seeking that perfect day.
I first became addicted to archeology in the summer of 1948. I was a youngster camping along the headwaters of the Mokelumne River with my parents. One morning I knelt down to clear away some rocks on the ground so that I could play marbles, when one of the rocks caught my eye. Upon closer examination, I discovered that my "rock" was really an Indian arrowhead made of shiny black obsidian! I was hooked on archeology from that point on. Collecting arrowheads became a family obsession. We eventually assembled a pretty significant collection of artifacts in our Indian Room.
Like a lot of those reading this, I used to take every fish home to be cooked up for dinner. After a while, I got tired of having to clean fish after a long day of fishing so I just threw them back. Once I started tournament fishing, I'd always throw them back in hopes of catching them again during a tournament.
We anglers are a fortunate bunch. We belong to a brotherhood and sisterhood of helpful gregarious souls who are almost always willing to chat with a stranger and share local fishing information. The past week, I've found myself out in Salt Lake City, accompanying my wife at a genealogy conference. Usually my trips to the Salt Lake area are in warmer weather without snow on the ground. On an ordinary trip, I'll end up fishing the either Provo River or the Green River for a couple days, but this trip I figured it would be too cold and ...
Fishing in the winter is tough.